The old man thought for a while and replied: "I am not the master of the young master. Besides, this is not the first time he has encountered danger. I believe in his ability. Don't worry about him."
Qin Xiangyu looked at the steaming spirit tea in his hand and sighed.
He said seriously: "Because I heard some rumors from the public, am I afraid that he will be in trouble?"
After a moment of silence, the old man said quietly: "Those are all rumors. This is the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty. No one dares to mess around, let alone a family member."
The old man didn't speak too bluntly.
Because Qin Xiangyu sitting in front of him is just a mortal in this world, and he has no access to the world where Li Xiuyuan lives for the time being.
Sighing faintly, Qin Xiangyu smiled bitterly and said, "Will that guy come down the mountain during the Chinese New Year?"
The old man smiled lightly: "If you don't come back, young master, I can invite you to visit the snow-capped mountains."
Qin Xiangyu was delighted when he heard this and said with a smile: "That's great."
Under the snow-capped mountains, beside the big lake.
Li Xiuyuan glanced at the splendid golden top across the lake, and walked towards the snow-covered mountain road in a blink of an eye.
He wanted to go up the mountain to see if there were a few thin flower buds on the plum trees.
The world under the mountain has nothing to do with him, as long as it doesn't disturb his little world.
No matter how bad the storm is, they are still the people under the jurisdiction of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
The snow-capped mountain in front of him was like a wall, temporarily separating him from the Tang Dynasty and the temple at the foot of the mountain into two different worlds.
No matter how heavy the wind and snow are on the mountain, it is still his world and has nothing to do with the monks at the foot of the mountain.
After understanding this truth, he no longer cared about the world behind him and prepared to climb the mountain.
However, when one of his left feet was still hanging in the air and had not yet landed on the stone steps covered with snowflakes, there was a cold air coming from behind him.
For this reason, he had to take back his steps and look back.
He saw a monk in a coir raincoat and bamboo hat standing in the snow only ten feet away from him.
The monk's raincoat was already covered with snowflakes, and it was hard to tell without looking carefully that there was an old monk standing like a dead tree.
Looking at the young man who was about to climb the stairs, the old monk said quietly: "I have been hesitating whether to go to the imperial city to look for you, but I didn't expect you to show up on your own."
He looked up at the golden dome of the Buddhist temple, which was half hidden in the wind and snow not far away, and looked at the old monk in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan asked: "I don't know you, why did the monk come to me?"
The old monk raised his head, revealing his eyes like a solitary eagle under his bamboo hat.
He looked at him and said, "I don't know you, but the younger generation in the temple suffered countless casualties on the snowy mountains because of the benefactor. I have to give you an explanation for these dozens of lives."
After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan immediately remembered what Sanzang said.
He sighed, looked at the old monk not far away, and replied calmly: "I am in the imperial city, what does it have to do with you going to the snowy mountains? If there is evidence pointing to me, you can report it to the official."
"How majestic are the snow-capped mountains? You actually blame me for their deaths. Are you an idiot?"
Li Xiuyuan was really angry and didn't give any face to the old monk in front of him.
The old monk sighed, with a cold look in his eyes.
He said gloomily: "The elders of the Discipline Hall said that you can't go up this mountain road. I have tried it before. Why do you set up a magic circle on the mountain road behind my Buddhist temple? Who helped you set it up?"
In the old monk's view, the young man in front of him did not have this ability anyway.
Even he couldn't walk up the slightly narrow stone steps.
Li Xiuyuan scolded him coldly: "Do you want to be shameless? This snow mountain has been here since the Qin Empire and the Han Dynasty. How many years have you lived, you idiot!"
"My elders have been cultivating here since the Great Qin Empire and opened an academy to educate people. If you have a bad brain, you can read the history books. Don't be an uneducated idiot who comes out to make people laugh."
"I've seen a lot of monks practicing as monks, but this is the first time I've seen an idiot like you."
Li Xiuyuan was angry. In his anger, he did not hesitate to lay down a killing array like Luoxia Mountain on this long mountain road!
As long as you dare to attack, I don't care whether you come back or not.
With a bang, the old monk felt the anger in his heart rising instantly, and he had the urge to slap a palm.
He said coldly: "Those people you mentioned have passed away in the long river of history, and now it is the Tang Empire."
Having said this, the old man's face suddenly became a little colder.
He said coldly: "Although I didn't find any evidence, you prevented my nephew from practicing Buddhism here, and you couldn't hide your murderous intention towards him. That's enough. I have enough reasons to erase you."
"So, you plan to kill me under the eyes of all the Buddhas?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said, "Does your abbot master know this? Does your Buddha know it? What will the Bodhisattva on the Buddha platform think?"
After arriving in the Tang Dynasty, Li Xiuyuan had not yet used a sword to kill the snow, but the situation today was different.
He really couldn't understand that the elders of the Discipline Hall did not hesitate to take hundreds of monks to take a detour up the mountain in order to cause trouble for him, and finally got lost and died in the snowy mountains. Is this also his fault?
Moreover, he only set up a maze in the mountains within a hundred feet near the wooden house to prevent outsiders from entering, and would not let the monks get lost at all.
Just like the magic circle in front of you, you can't even get in, so why should you kill me?
This is because the old monk imposed the fault of the elders of the Discipline Hall on himself.
The old monk's beard trembled with anger, and he said coldly: "Yes, I only need one finger to kill you. I just want to know who is standing behind you? Who gave you the courage!"
In the eyes of the old monk, the young man in front of him was not even an ant on the ground.
What he cares about is whether there will be an old man who has been practicing Buddhism for hundreds of years living on this mountain. If so, he will have to seriously consider whether to find this place for the dead monks.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the same with Buddhism at the foot of the mountain.
Why didn't Li Xiuyuan understand what the old monk meant? As long as he wanted, he could use the old people in the imperial city to carry the thunder at any time.
After all, the old shopkeeper is like a god standing here. I am afraid that even the heavens on this side can't do anything to him. After all, the old man comes from the ancient times, and his cultivation level is terrifying.
However, his dignity and his cultivation of Buddhism did not allow this.
Breathing out quietly, feeling the biting chill blowing from the mountain.
Looking at the old monk, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm the only one on the mountain now."
Not to mention that he still had the old Taoist master on his head. Even before he met the old Taoist priest in the Shura Heaven, he had never been afraid of anyone.
He didn't even bother to play tricks with the old monk in front of him.
If you want to fight, then fight!
But after taking action, no one can predict the final result. When the sword is drawn, the snow will be cut.
Upon hearing this, the old monk couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Everyone said with emotion: "I didn't expect that you would have such great perseverance and dare to say such things to me... Aren't you afraid of dying in the snow?"
Looking at Li Xiuyuan's calm face, the old monk suddenly showed a hint of madness.
He said coldly: "Try to think about it, if you die in this windy and snowy mountain, will your elders and parents be heartbroken because of your fault?"
Finally, Li Xiuyuan saw clearly that the old monk in front of him turned out to be a madman.
In your mind, you haven’t practiced Buddhism for several years, but you have cultivated yourself into a state of madness. You can’t even say a normal word or have a normal thought.
Perhaps to the old monk, he is like the King Kong in the Buddhist hall.
Little did he know that in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, he was a demon in monk's clothes. He didn't know how many he killed when he saved Wu Xin!
Not to mention that when Xiao Hei was in the Zhou Dynasty, he could not deal with the demons in the temple.
Not to mention that Xiao Hei is still his younger brother.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan frowned slowly.
Pointing to the golden dome across the lake, he said: "Have you ever thought about it, if I kill you with a sword in this wind and snow, will the abbot and a group of elders in this temple stand up for you?"
"Have you ever thought about it, even if the Tang Dynasty officials come to find you, I can say that you are bullying the younger ones, and you deserve to die in this wind and snow!"
Until this moment, Li Xiuyuan still did not take out his long sword.
As for the swordsmanship he just learned from the female saint, he is still unable to do it now. He cannot turn a thin snowflake into a sharp sword that can cut through the falling snow between his fingers.
"You think too much, you are just a devil who wants to kill the monks in my temple!"
The old monk rubbed his palms, which were like dead trees, and sighed: "Not to mention that in this windy and snowy time, even if I wave my palm to slay the devil, no one can prove that I killed you."
Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing.
He was not laughing at the crazy-looking old monk in front of him, but was laughing in his heart that even though he had the intention of killing people, he did not dare to take the responsibility to kill people in the wind and snow.
If you dare to do something but don't dare to do it, when did the monks practicing in this monastery fall to a point where they are even worse than the monks in the world?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but mockingly said: "King Kong's eyes are angry, so you don't even have the courage to take on the responsibility of subduing the four demons. Why do you want to be the sword-wielding King Kong?"
The old monk shook his head and said: "As long as I say you died in the snow, who can blame me! The ice in this big lake is not thick, what if you fell into it yourself?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old monk's proud expression and couldn't help but sigh.
He shook his head and said: "It seems that you are really crazy. Although you keep saying that you killed someone in the snow and no one came to prove it was you, but what if my old man saw your every move?"
In the imperial city, Xianlai is in a wine shop.
The old man looked at Qin Xiangyu sitting in front of him, with a strange smile on his face.
Qin Xiangyu only felt his eyelids twitching, and exclaimed: "Is it true that something happened to your young master? Do you want us to rush to rescue him immediately?"
The old man shook his head and couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the woman in front of him who had no spiritual power at all.
Thinking about it, you are indeed passionate, so you must first have the ability to save people.
Looking at the falling snowflakes outside the store, the old man said: "This is not the first time my young master has faced a snowstorm like today. Even if he has to worry, he is still the enemy in front of him."
Qin Xiangyu frowned slightly and asked, "Can a teenager like him defeat the monk who looks like a wolf and a tiger at the foot of the mountain?"
Not to mention the old man, Qin Xiangyu also learned some unreasonable stories about the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain from the craftsmen who built the inn for him.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiangyu became even more angry and said: "Even God forbids them to build the giant Buddha at the foot of the mountain... Otherwise, where can I find craftsmen to help me build the inn?"
For this matter, Qin Xiangyu finally found a group of craftsmen who had withdrawn from the snow-capped mountains to the imperial city. These craftsmen were also frightened by the collapse of the Buddha three times and never wanted to go back.
So everyone is saying that the gods on the snow-capped mountains do not allow the monks at the foot of the mountain to build a giant Buddha that is as big as the sky.
Even a woman like Qin Xiangyu who didn't care about Buddhism listened to it.
Unexpectedly, the protagonist of this story is the young shopkeeper of the wine shop.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiangyu couldn't help but ask: "Don't monks abide by the laws of the Tang Dynasty?"
The old man calmly stretched out his hand to attract a snowflake from the sky outside the store. Looking at the gradually melting snow, he said, "Perhaps, in their eyes, I am a Bodhisattva."
